Wen Zhaorong lay on the bed, the hem of her skirt already dyed red with blood. Her face was terrifyingly pale as tears streamed from the corners of her eyes. She was sobbing inconsolably, a heartbreaking sight.
The Emperor sent for an Imperial Physician.
However, Wen Zhaorong refused to let any other Imperial Physician touch her. She insisted that only Doctor Liu could treat her.
The reason was that Doctor Liu had always been the one to treat her, and he was the only one she trusted.
Even though the Emperor repeatedly assured her that the other Imperial Physicians were trustworthy, Wen Zhaorong refused to lower her guard.
She was like a startled bird—anxious, terrified, and utterly helpless.
A miscarriage was no small matter. It couldn't be delayed, or it could cause severe, lasting damage to her body.
The Emperor had no choice but to concede to Wen Zhaorong's wishes and ordered someone to fetch Doctor Liu.
The man who was sent out returned quickly.
